Chapter 633 Chapter 632 Got rich!
At this time Pan Shiyi took over the conversation and said: "Chairman Fang, Quan Gong and I didn't believe it at the time. Later I thought of a way."
"I know a person from the Haikou Planning Bureau Director, I found him in the name of checking information, and finally found a set of data. The per capita housing area in Haikou has reached more than 50 square meters! "
Pan Shiyi said, extending his right hand. He gestured.
“It’s only eight square meters! I was shocked at the time. Is this bubble too big? Something will happen if this continues, and it will happen soon! So everyone thinks you are right, and we will divest ourselves immediately. .”
After listening to Pan Shiyi's words, Fang Minghua smiled and asked in a joking tone: "Mr. Pan, you didn't go empty-handed, right? How many kilograms of oranges did you carry?"
"Oranges, what oranges did you carry? Pan Shiyi was stunned and immediately responded: "Chairman Fang, are you kidding me? How many pounds of oranges do you care about, Chairman Fang? Isn't that all confidential data?" !”
That’s it
Fang Minghua suddenly realized that he had been deceived by the jokes circulating on the Internet before he came to this era!
"Chairman Fang, you have helped us a lot this time." Feng Lun said again at this time: "Not only were we able to escape unscathed, but we also made a fortune. We are planning to develop in Yanjing. If you find me useful in Yanjing in the future, just ask!”
"Thank you. Are you continuing to engage in real estate? Haha, if I buy a house in Yanjing in the future, I will definitely come to you." Fang Minghua said, half joking and half serious.
"No problem, I'll sell it to you at the absolute cost price without making you a penny!" Feng Lun was very heroic: "Come on, we are all friends now, let's have a drink!"
"Do it!"
Everyone raised their glasses together.
After dinner, Feng Lun proposed to go to the card hall to sing. Fang Minghua was stubborn but played until 11 o'clock in the evening before returning to the General Political Courtyard.
Fang Minghua entered the small courtyard. It was Song Tangtang who opened the door. His grandfather, grandmother and two children were asleep. Fang Minghua crept in, took another shower, then lay down next to his wife, and briefly recounted today's meal process.
"Oh, Minghua, the outcome of Hainan real estate is just as you expected. Hey, can you figure it out?" Song Tangtang said with a smile while lying in her husband's arms.
"Nonsense. I'm not Zhuge Liang. Literary men have a stronger sixth sense," Fang Minghua prevaricated.
“That’s not right, people say women’s sixth sense is stronger!”
“Absolutely. Let’s not talk about it.” Fang Minghua changed the subject: “I guess the Red Army will return to Xijing soon. ”
"Hmph, when the Red Army siphoned off funds from Shengshi Film and Television, I almost couldn't reveal the blame. Now that I have made money, I must double the compensation for Shengshi Film and Television!" Song Tangtang said.
"Haha, you can talk to him about this, I don't care about the internal affairs of the company."
Fang Minghua and his wife took the train back to their home in Xijing with their two children. The next night Zhao The Red Army came to his house.
Wearing a floral shirt and sunglasses, he looked like a Hong Kong businessman. He also changed his car, and it turned out to be a black Mercedes-Benz S600!
It was the famous Tiger Head Ben!
Damn it!
Fang Minghua occasionally saw the price of this car in a car dealership, and the landing price was around 1.6 million!
Seeing Fang Minghua's slightly surprised look, Zhao Hongjun was very proud: "I bought this privately. Why do I want to replace my broken Crown? How about you get one too?"
“My Yue It’s only been a few years since I bought the wild car. What car should I replace it with?” Fang Minghua scolded, “I’m not as showy as you.”
“What’s the point of driving a Mercedes-Benz? I’m a billionaire now!”
"Look at you, come in quickly."
The two entered the yard, Fang Minghua closed the door, and then went to the living room. Song Tangtang was watching TV. When he saw Zhao Hongjun coming in, he greeted Zhao Hongjun and joked. : "Brother Red Army, looking at you looking so proud, have you made a fortune?" "Of course, you have made a fortune! But I am not the only one, we all have made a fortune!" Zhao Hongjun chuckled: "You two, 173 acres All the land was sold at an average price of 5.21 million, with sales reaching 900 million! After deducting costs and various taxes, the net profit was nearly 600 million! ”
"Brother Red Army, have the financial accounts been done?" Song Tangtang interjected.
"It's all done. I've brought it back. You can go to the company to see it tomorrow." Zhao Hongjun replied, then turned to ask Fang Minghua.
"Tell me, how to divide the dividends?"
"Tell me? I don't care." Fang Minghua said with a smile.
“I think so, the money earned should be used for the development of the company. Whether it is Shengshi Books, Shengshi Film and Television or even setting up other companies, money is needed. Our two shareholders will each receive a dividend of 2,000 How about 10,000? That’s enough for us two brothers.”
“Twenty million is only 16 million after deducting personal income tax. I will add half of it to the literary foundation,” Fang Minghua said.
"Then it's settled! As for how to make good use of the money within the company, I want to hold a high-level meeting to discuss it in the near future. Minghua, what are your instructions?" Zhao Hongjun said.
"I'll give you a hammer. I said, I won't get involved in the company's internal affairs."
"Okay, wait until we discuss it, and let Tangtang bring it back for you to see." Zhao Hongjun said After finishing the sentence, I suddenly remembered something: "Minghua, I want to move the Shengshi Book Company in Haikou."
"You want to leave Hainan?"
"Yes, Su Bin means the same thing. After all this trouble, Haikou has been unable to breathe for ten or eight years. The place is still a bit remote, so I want to The company moved to Shanghai, bought a piece of land in Pudong, and built a building.
"Pudong? Red Army, are you using the state to develop Pudong and want to play real estate in Shanghai? "Fang Minghua was slightly surprised.
Zhao Hongjun shook his head: "I don't play real estate anymore. I'm going to cancel the Shengshi Real Estate Company."
"Huh? Hongjun, I met Feng Lun's gang in Yanjing. Continue to engage in real estate."
Fang Minghua said, briefly telling him about meeting Feng Lun by chance and inviting him to dinner.
Zhao Hongjun laughed loudly after hearing this: "Feng Lun, this kid, is such a coward. In order to trick me, he even got me drunk! In fact, it's not that I think he is attracted to me and he is a township party member. What would I say to him? Not to mention Maotai, even if you drink Lafite, you can’t get even a word out of my mouth!”
Ouch
Fang Minghua originally wanted to find a suitable opportunity to give him a few words, so that he wouldn't be able to hold his tongue while drunk, but it seemed that he was overthinking it.
"Minghua, Tangtang, do you know why I don't want to engage in real estate anymore?" Zhao Hongjun suddenly asked.
“Are there no opportunities to get rich like in Haikou?” Song Tangtang said with a sweet smile.
Zhao Hongjun shook his head: "Although in real estate, you won't get rich overnight like in Haikou, but there are still opportunities to make a fortune, and I feel that in the next 20 to 30 years in China, real estate will definitely produce wealth. The fastest and most powerful industry.”
“Then why don’t you do it?”
"Actually, I had this idea at the beginning. How can I make as much money from book publishing or film and television production as from real estate? But it wasn't until I went to Shenzhen and saw something with my own eyes that I changed my mind."
< br>Zhao Hongjun lit a cigarette and talked about what he had heard with his own eyes.
(End of this chapter)